Someone asked for a couple of scenes from the sitcom I posted a treatment for. Here are a couple. Be honest! 
Spiralling Out of Control
Scene One
(Outside an upmarket Sydney nightspot. Ella stumbles out followed by Keith. Ella is a pretty twenty year old woman in an expensive looking but tiny dress and impractical shoes. Keith is an attractive man of the same age in a smart suit - slightly dishevelled. )
Ella: Piss off!
Keith: Ella, come on...
Ella: No, you're a prick!
(Melanie is manhandled out by a bouncer. Melanie is also a pretty twenty year old girl woman. Her dress is also expensive and tiny - a bit more revealing perhaps than Ella's. Her shoes are even sillier.)
Melanie: Don't touch me!
Ella: You bastard!
Melanie: I'm fine, alright.
(The bouncer backs off and goes inside. A photographer enters on a mobile telephone.)
Photographer: Gotta go - its Ella and Keith.
Ella: I gave up my holiday for you! I could've gone to LA for the Summer...
Photographer: Mel Braxton's here too...
Ella: I could've hooked up with Chris Brown, maybe, or Zac Efron - I know people over
there...
Melanie: Taylor Lautner...
Ella: Who?
Melanie: "Twilight"
Photographer: Yeah, they're off their tits...
Ella: Which one?
Melanie: Wolf
Ella: Yeah, the wolf - I could've hooked up with the buff wolf guy from "Twilight", but I stay here
for you, Keith...
Keith: Come on, people are watching...
Ella: I don't give a shit, Keith.. everyone knows that you can't keep it your pants! Everyone knows
that you just want to get into Kirsty Shore's knickers!
Keith: Ella...
Ella: Well I can tell you, Keith, a lot of people have been down that track... how do you think a no-
talent bitch like her gets a two year deal with Sony?
Melanie: They should publish a Lonely Planet guide.
Keith: Like you can talk, Mel...
Melanie: What did you say to me?
Ella: Don't you turn this around to her!
Photographer: Alright, really gotta go now!
Ella: Don't you dare...
Keith: I think you need to go home, Ella...
(Keith tries to guide Ella to a car.)
Ella: Don't touch me!
Melanie: Arsehole!
(Melanie and Ella are both attacking Keith. The photographer emerges followed by others, the start snapping. The bouncer emerges with two others.)
Bouncer: Over there...
(The bouncers break up the fight and push Ella and Melanie into the car, helped by the chauffeur. There is a montage of this happening in a rather undignified fashion, in the style of paparazzi shots, as the opening credits roll.)
Scene Two
(Ella and Melanie are reclining in their bikinis on the balcony of an up-market Surfer's Paradise hotel. They are flicking through magazines.)
Melanie: I wanna be on "Gossip Girl".
Ella: What, acting?
Melanie: Yeah - can't be that hard.
Ella: Did you order the drinks?
Melanie: Yeah.
Ella: Aha - there's Kirsty Shore - nice crotch shot as she got out of the car at the Grammy's -
sucked in bitch!
Melanie: Oh, Ella, we've both done it a million times. I think this holiday was a good idea.
Ella: I know... I'm still angry...
Melanie: You need to get away from the press, get away from Keith...
(As Melanie says this, she takes her bikini top off.)
Melanie: come on Ella...
(Ella removes her bikini top as she speaks.).
Ella: Get away from my parents - shit their doing their nut. Those pictures of us the other night
make that shot of Kirsty look...
(The mobile telephone next to her rings., She picks it up.)
Ella: Crap. Its Mum.
(Two bellboys approach the door. Bellboy #1 is holding a tray with two cocktails, Bellboy#2 just has a tray.).
Bellboy #2: I said I'd bring this one.
Bellboy # 1: I didn't hear.
Bellboy #2: Well I'll take it from here.
Bellboy #1: I'll be fine...
Bellboy #2: One each!
(Bellboy #1 nods and Bellboy#2 takes one of the cocktails and puts it on his tray. Bellboy #1 knocks on the door.)
Melanie: The drinks!
(Melanie gets up, still topless and goes to the door.)
Ella: No, Mum, we're just chilling at the hotel.
(Melanie opens the door.)
Melanie: Hi boys, just through to the balcony...
(The Bellboys inch nervously past Melanie, trying not to seems like they are looking at her.)
Ella: Yes, Mum, yes - I'm keeping a low profile...
(The Bellboys are now on the balcony with Ella, struggling not to look too hard as they put the cocktails down.)
Ella: No, Mum, I promise I won't... I won't embarrass myself or the family, I promise...
(Bellboy#2 cannot stop looking at Ella, so Bellboy#1 pulls him away.)
Ella: Mel and I are just going to do some shopping later... I won't spend too much.
(The Bellboys go out the door.)
Melanie: Thanks, boys...
Bellboy#2: If there's anything else...
(Melanie giggles and closes the door.)
Bellboy#1: Idiot.
(Melanie hears this through the door and giggles)
